Wednesday, September 5, 2012

I knew I smelled something foul today in town...

Whether he did or not, even the implication of that bitch coming through fouled the air this morning.

Next time, I think a little "adjustment" might be in order, though this hick piece of shit city might be more to your liking than it is mine...

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Not much else to talk about -- game's in a holding pattern, and I'm working toward my Industrial Strength Polearm up Blu-Gartr's Ass: My Gungnir is one fragment fight and about half a Stripeshell away.

Then, to get the Mandau to go with it. :)

ON EDIT: No, the gang-thug mentality of this piece of shithole would more suit you and your BG friends, Churchill.